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I needs to find me them there words

In Writing on June 25, 2011 at 7:23 pm

So writing is fun. Well it is when you can actually articulate what it is you want to say. Sometimes it just happens:

Edith smoothed the front of her dress. “How was work?”

“The same as it usually is – not much changes in the cleaning business”

“I really don’t know why you insist on doing it.” She patted her hair again, “There doesn’t seem to be any need”

Annabelle picked up her wine, “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Why not?”

Annabelle smirked slightly. “You don’t need to be free.” Edith contemplated for a moment before opening her mouth to reply. She was interrupted by the waiter bringing their soup, and the conversation was forgotten. 

Sometimes it doesn’t

Current inspiration:

I’m Writing a Novel!

In Writing on June 3, 2011 at 9:37 pm

Yes, I've already thought about what the cover should look like...

Yes readers, that’s right – I’m writing a novel. I’ve wanted to write a novel for ages and then I wrote this script for a short drama piece earlier this year that didn’t get put into production and thought it would be the perfect basis for a novel.

The important bits:

What: A novel called ‘It Was Summer’

Who: Three main characters; Annabelle, Edith and Charles

When: The 1920’s

Why: Because I want to write it…?

How: When ever I get a chance.

So there it is. I’ll be posting updates and excerpts as I go along. For now, I shall leave you with the opening so far:

” It was hot. Too hot.  Annabelle brushed a stray lock of hair from her face before pulling up the faded sleeves of her work dress and carrying on. She scrubbed harder and harder, until every last bit of dirt had been scraped off of the wooden floorboards. If  only her mother could see her now. She’d say this was degrading, undermining of the family honour. Of course she’d say this was typical of Annabelle, that she had always had a strange bent to dishonour them all. Annabelle smirked slightly as she scrubbed.

Thoughts?